“this / world cuts away my patience at knife point for one / reason—to resurrect my hurricane.”

Those Pigeons, Missiles, and Submission

Catalogues of a Space Telescope around Boy Crushes, in 5 stages of Grief

“Highlighter yellow, dignity / of curled claw, still open eye. Hard lesson of weightlessness // on my palm.”

“a great blue pearl, and / not the fine flour / of the mesa / under your feet”

“Day 38: Language Malfunction / I tried to say light. / What came out / was the taste of calcium.”

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“in one dream, a rain shower in every room, matchbook tucked / into the hem of a yellow dress / fountain tumbling with smoke instead of water,”

“Night collapsed into day. Silence fell, / somewhere a new dimension grew.”

“Here I kiss the peach fuzz undersides of dandelion leaves, / of sharp-edged thistle for the tingle left behind, / my mouth a new land too”